Tossing and turning. Apparently it's the new fad in middle-of-the night exercise.

Happy Boxing Day, awesome Moxie-Dude readers!

While lying in bed throughout all unquestionable hours last night I thought I’d entertain you with an illustrative tale called “Look what I received from an avid knower of all my kitchen fails: A DELICIOUS BOOK!”

PS. In case you don’t know this about me, I LOVE BOOKS. I love books so much that I’m no longer allowed within a 5-mile radius of bookstores. (I’m okay with that because we have online bookstores now.)

But avid knower of all my kitchen fails didn’t give me just any book. Here’s the cover. . .

Cover by said avid knower of all my kitchen fails.

Only that’s not really the cover.

Before I reveal the real cover. I just want to say that from now on I will be known as “a more accomplished adventurous cook”. My kids don’t believe it but it says so, right on the cover. See?

Also look! Said avid knower of my kitchen fails has taken the time to pick out important pages for me.

Let’s look inside, shall we?

Said avid knower of my kitchen fails clearly knows my aptitude level in the kitchen because the other name for mashed potatoes often used in my house is “potato soup”. Or just “yuck” for short. Unless if my kids are feeling lazy and decide to use sign language with their faces – in which case they scrunch up their faces and nod their heads. This means, “You cannot make me eat this!!!”

I’m thinking we may get a lot of mileage from this page.

Let’s turn to the other noted page . . .